[Intro: Jhene Aiko] What's up? Been a minute since we kicked it, you've been caught up With them bitches, I don't get it, you're a star love You shouldn't have to deal with that I'd never make you feel like that Cause... [Hook: Jhene Aiko] I love me, I love me enough for the both of us That's why you trust me, I know you been through more than most of us So what are you? What are you, what are you so afraid of? Darling you, you give but you cannot take love [Verse 1: Drake] I needed to hear that shit, I hate when you're submissive Passive aggressive when we're textin', I feel the distance I look around the peers that surround me, these niggas trippin' I like when money makes a difference but don't make you different Started realizin' a couple places I could take it I want to get back to when I was that kid in the basement I want to take it deeper than money, pussy, vacation And influence a generation that's lackin' in patience I've been dealing with my dad, speakin' of lack of patience Just me and my old man gettin' back to basics We've been talkin' 'bout the future and time that we wasted When he put that bottle down, girl that nigga's amazin' Well, fuck it, we had a couple Coronas We might have rolled a white paper, just somethin' to hold us We even talked about you and our couple of moments He said we should hash it out like a couple of grown ups You a flower child, beautiful child, I'm in your zone Lookin' like you came from the 70's on your own My mother is 66 and her favorite line to hit me with is Who the fuck wants to be 70 and alone? You don't even know what you want from love anymore I search for somethin' I'm missing and disappear when I'm bored But girl, what qualities was I lookin' for before? Who you settlin' for? Who better for you than the boy, huh? [Hook] [Verse 2: Drake] Thinkin' 'bout Texas, back when Porscha used to work at Treasures Or further back than that, before I had the Houston leverage When I got Summer a Michael Kors with my momma's debit A weak attempt at flexin', I'll never forget it Cause that night I played her three songs Then we got to talkin' 'bout something we disagreed on Then she start tellin' me how I'll never be as big as Trey Songz Boy was she wrong, that was just negative energy for me to feed off Now it's therapeutic blowin' money in the Galleria Or Beverly Center Macy's where I discovered Bria Landmarks of the muses that inspired the music When I could tell it was sincere without tryin' to prove it The one that I needed was Courtney from Hooters on Peachtree I've always been feelin' like she was the piece to complete me Now she engaged to be married, what's the rush on commitment? Know we were goin' through some shit, name a couple that isn't Remember our talk in the parking lot at the Ritz Girl I felt like we had it all planned out, I guess I fucked up the vision Learnin' the true consequences of my selfish decisions When you find out how I'm livin' I just hope I'm forgiven It seem like you don't want this love anymore I'm actin' out in the open, it's hard for you to ignore But girl, what qualities was I lookin' for before? Who you settlin' for, who better for you than the boy, huh? [Hook] [Outro: Baka] "Been Baka aka Not Nice from time, G. Been a East Side ting. Scarborough ting from time, G, been have up di ting dem from time, G. So I don't know what's wrong with these little wasteman out here eh? Y'all need to know yourself." ALL RIGHTS TO THEIR RESPECTIVE OWNERS

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